"because when you stop and look around, this life is pretty amazing."

So I'm pretty sure I owned both my International Trade and History tests last week. I sure studied enough for them.

I don't remember what I did last week. It was a lot of sewing and studying, though.

Monday night was CBH Pumpkin Carving night. We actually had a pretty decent turnout, and I'm so happy about that. Everyone seemed to have a good time, and they enjoyed the prizes. hehe.

I'm actually making really great progress on my collection. I have one and a half pieces that I HAVE to get done, with two optional shrugs I wanted to add but I don't have to if I don't have time. I'm spending all day today and tomorrow in the sewing lab, so I should get a lot done. Huzzah!

Let's see...life has been super overwhelming lately, I'm anxious about the future, and I felt super duper out of control of my own life. So tonight, when I should have been reading for the history paper I HAVE to get done, I decided it was a good idea to clean my entire apartment.

Now, normally, when I say I'M GOING TO CLEAN EVERYTHING! I scrub one room and end up calling it quits cause I'm too tired.

NOT TONIGHT.

Tonight, I was determined. I keep complaining about how my apartment (and life) is a mess, but I couldn't seem to DO anything about it. I KNOW what I need to do, but I was having issues getting it done. Tonight, I decided I was going to clean everything, do all the dishes, and the laundry, and put all my clothes away. So I did. In less than three hours, too. That has got to be a personal record. I even got to the sewing room, which rarely ever happens.

Generally, the state of my apartment represents the state of my life at that point in time. Three hours ago, my apartment looked like a disaster area. Three hours ago, that's how my life felt. Now, it's organized, even if I still need to dust and vacuum. My life feels much more in my own control now.

Alright, so there's that. What else did I need to tell you about, blog? OH. Well, see, there's this little show I'm in called Fashion for Life. Have you heard of it? Yeah, it's our senior design show. It's November 1st at the Bryant Conference Center at 7:30 pm. Doors open at 6:30, it's $5 for students, $8 for general admission.

YOU ALL NEED TO BE THERE.

In addition to showing my collection, I have been doing a large part of the planning. And by large part, I mean I'm the only student involved in the planning. God bless my PR officer, though. She has been AMAZING in helping me get the word out about it.

So yep. Thursday and Friday will be spent sewing my butt off, my parents get in Saturday, and Tuesday is the show. Then next weekend is the LSU game, which is going to get craaaaazy. I'm so pumped for that.

Ok, enough rambling. I'm proud of my cleaning and I had to share it with the world. Love you bye bye.

"If you want to know where your heart is, look to where your mind goes when it wanders."

When I have to study, I have this overwhelming urge to chronicle every thought I have on twitter or facebook or my blog. Most likely it's because I want to avoid actually studying, but partially it's because I become so HEY LOOK AT THAT. WHAT IS THAT. LET ME TALK ABOUT THAT. whenever I'm concentrating. I'm sure everyone who sews with me in the lab hates me because I yell at my fabric and talk to myself. (I'm pretty good at controlling the talking to myself now. The yelling at silk chiffon that WON'T DO WHAT I WANT IT TO DO....not so much.)

So I haven't posted in a while. Let's see what is new...

HA. Just reread my last post. How appropriate! I was studying for 447, working on history, and had a meeting at 6.

Today, I'm studying for 447, studying for history, reading for a 447 book report and freaking out about life and such.

And I have a meeting at 6.

HUZZAH.

So September ended. October came, Annie and I drove to Florida to go to the UA/FL game. I think I typed up a blog about it and never posted it, but long and short of it is that we had an AMAZING time. Chris and Amy did too, which made me REALLY happy and I'm so glad I got them tickets. It was SO nice to see them and my mom and dad and Kathy.

Uhm, came back, quality control ended, and we all huzzah'd. We took 15 people to midnight sushi, which was definitely a really really amazing night. I helped a lot more with homecoming than I ever expected I would, but it was a lot of fun. Friday of homecoming when it had to be up I was one of the few upperclassmen to show up and I'm really glad I got to help lead the set up. It made me feel useful, and I got to keep mentoring my lovely little freshmen (did I tell you I'm mentoring them and planning activities for CBH this year? Because I am.).

I skipped the homecoming game to study, but I went to the bonfire and parade with Clay and Heather. The bonfire was a little lame, but that's okay. The parade was fun, but waaay too long. After the parade we decided to go to Moundville for the festival. We drove all the way out there, discovered it was $8, turned around and came back. Bahahaha. We're cheap. The drive was fun though, so it was worth it. I spent last weekend being fairly useless. I did something else, but I can't remember what. Oh well.

So I guess that brings us up to this past week. Mrs. Batson closed the CBH office for the week, so I was literally in the sewing lab every single day, Monday through Saturday. I got A LOT done, and I'm really pleased with it. Thursday night we celebrated Heather's birthday with Olive Garden, Hocus Pocus and the most disgustingly awesome cake I've ever made. Two funfetti cakes + 3 jars of frosting + inadequate cooling time + poor planning = volcano/avalanche/landslide failure of a cake that turned into the best thing ever. YUP.

Friday I sewed all day in the lab, then I got into Debbie Downer mode until Erin rescued me. OH WAIT LET'S BACK UP. LET'S TELL YOU WHY ERIN HAD TO RESCUE ME.

I got my hair cut Wednesday afternoon because I was tired of it being boring. She basically did nothing, but I paid her $30 anyway. She said to come back if I wanted anything changed. Cut to Friday, I realize I want my bangs a little swoopier and maybe less in my face. So I go back after sewing, wait 45 minutes, and she gets to cutting. and cutting. AND CUTTING. Before I know it, I have these terrifying wisps of bangs bluntly cut across my forehead trying to defy the cowlick from hell and failing miserably. I was like JUST STOP I'LL FIX IT AT HOME and I left horrified. They are AWFUL. And you can't even say "they're not that bad" because they are. I have boy mushroom bowl cut bangs.

So yeah. I was talking to Erin and I was like hey come over and she's like hey let's go to dinner, so she met me at my place, at which time I proceeded to lose it over my hair and being overwhelmed by life. HOW AWESOME. God bless my friends and their ability to deal with my big bowl of crazy.

So we went to ihop and had the most adorable waiter and I confused everyone by ordering hard-boiled eggs (no breakfast serving places seem to understand why I could possibly want them that way) and Erin saved me from my insanity. Then Robert offered movie night and I really didn't want to study anyway so we came to my place so I could clean a little then we headed there and watched movies. Such a better night than how the afternoon started out.

Yesterday...I sewed for 4 hours in the morning, napped for 2, then studied for 7 straight. YUP. I LOVE YOU AMERICAN HISTORY. But good grief was I productive!! Today I've studied for about 4 or 5 hours. Apparently my dining room table has magical powers that keep me focused. Who knew?

Now I must continue to study/read then go to Mortar Board at 6.

The next two weeks are going to be pure hell, so let's all pray Theresa survives and passes everything.

In other news, I've been excessively awkward lately and I apologize to those of you who have had to experience it. I'll make it up to you with PICTURES.